Welcome to the GTL universe

This is a site for liberals who like to shoot and like to talk politics and aren't afraid to do both - AT THE SAME TIME.

Politics is the new Sports. Join me in my low back alley workshop, where the crackerjack GTL team isn't afraid to delve into the minutiae of, say, the history of media conglomeration, or the new bankruptcy bill.

The needs of working people are without question better fulfilled by the so-called "liberal" agenda. Leaving untouched for a moment the Right's claim to fundamental moral superiority, with a liberal agenda you get more subsidies for higher education, better wages, more housing and heating fuel support for the poorest families; you get more aggressive policing of unfair labor practices and the abuse of workers, more access to economical health care, a cleaner environment, less grotesque imbalances between rich and poor. Who knows, maybe even looser women.

It was liberals who brought the world such flashy innovations as the weekend, overtime, child labor laws, public education, the New Deal and the middle class. These things were not achieved easily, but often at the tip of a bayonet or under a Pinkerton's truncheon.

Yes, Radical Right-of-Nixon Republicans deserve some respect and admiration for the power and majesty - and sheer SUCCESS - of their twenty-year propaganda campaign to make us forget these facts. The audacity of these people would be awe-inspiring were it not so profoundly sociopathic and diseased.

And now we come to gun-control. Somehow progressive liberals are automatically expected to hate guns, to cringe at the thought of people buying and enjoying them. Maybe this is a fiction created by the Right. Sure could be, huh? I certainly know quite a few left-leaners who oppose mass greed and yet aren't afraid to plant a few boxes of wadcutter into a rotten tree trunk on a mountainside on a cold Saturday afternoon.

So no more! To liberals today I say, Never again will we bring a knife to a gunfight! Remember the courage of your convictions! Remember the ruthlessness, the greed of our adversaries!

Lets get out to the range on the next sunny Saturday and blast off a few. We'll knock something down and all feel better. Nothing like the smell of powder on your clothes. And in the process we'll reclaim a little space in the heart of Where We're Not Supposed To Be.

Nothing says fun like some lively conversation. With guns!